Are you and mr bedtime together?
if by together, you mean that he owns my heart and soul and i’ll never be the same person i was before him, then yeah (:
Yes, anon, we are together… in the same sense that I am “together” with my pinky toe. Or a mole on my ass cheek. She’s a part of me —one of many such parts— and has no meaningful existence when detached from me.
She is an effect, and I am her cause.